Warlord: King of All Clans

This battle was just an opportunity for the ordinary corner flags, but it was a turning point that determined the fate of the Gladstone family.

The supplies that can feed thousands of refugees are no small amount. Even if most of them are distributed to the corner flags that participated in the war after the war, the remaining ones will be enough for the Gladstone family to survive the winter.

Moreover, refugees are also wealth. Selecting some of the strongest among them to replace the lost population in the territory can speed up the recovery of production in the frontier territory and prepare for next year's spring plowing.

The rest can be thrown into the wilderness and can still keep away the aliens for a long time.

In this way, the Glastonbury family can basically get out of its predicament.

What's more, this completed rubble castle is more solid than Gladstone's three knighthoods. If it is occupied, it will become the rear base of the Gladstone family.

In a small place like Isenbol, it can be called the foundation of eternity.

For this reason, Edward no longer held back and sent his eldest son, the extraordinary knight Angus Glastonbury, to the battlefield.

Among the heads of the Fangqi family in Isenbol, only one is an extraordinary knight, and the rest, like Edward Gladstone and Rigolav Petukhov, are all ordinary knights.

After all, after becoming the head of a large family, there are too many complicated affairs to deal with, and it is impossible to concentrate on practicing and improving your body.

As long as you fail to be promoted to the extraordinary level before inheriting the family business, you basically should not think about improving your personal martial arts after becoming the head of the family.

Moreover, the Fangqi family, who lived in a remote area, was not wealthy and could only allocate their resources to an extraordinary knight.

If supporting a knight only requires a small manor, and supporting a team of corner flags requires a village, then supporting an extraordinary knight requires a long-established, fully mature knight territory.

Edward is over fifty years old, and his eldest son is in his early thirties. He has been promoted to the extraordinary level for four or five years.

It's a pity that although he is a brave general, he is not a good heir to the family.

The Extraordinary Knight Angus, with seven other corner flags and their knight attendants, formed the vanguard and rushed towards the Stone Fort again.

Because the walls of Gravel Fort are too high, it is almost impossible to detect what is happening behind the walls. Yesterday, Gladstone's Legion suffered heavy losses and retreated in a panic, but was unable to bring back much information about the defenders of Gravel Fort.

After all, the armored soldiers who had climbed up the city walls were now either lying in piles with their companions in the cold corners of the square, or were being held in the caves of the Gravel Fort, shivering in fear.

What the soldiers who escaped back knew most was that there was a large group of archers on the city wall, and the heavy arrows they fired were enough to penetrate their shields.

Knight Edward has reached a dead end, but he still hopes for the best. He can only tell the corner flags in his hands that our side has suffered heavy losses and the enemy will definitely not get away with it.

Those powerful longbowmen are nothing more than a group of savages living in the mountains.

As an old bannerman of Isenpol, he had certainly seen these wild people in the Wolf-Driving Plain.

Although the wild hunters were all strong men who could fight bears and tigers, and could crush regular infantry in single combat, their numbers were limited after all, and they were scattered and disorganized.

Faced with an organized army, the barbarians had no choice but to retreat.

Otherwise, how were they driven into the deep mountains and forests?

The lord of the river bend was indeed a peasant who associated with barbaric and lowly savages. After all the corner flags heard this, the atmosphere of common hatred and solidarity became even stronger.

Most of their knight territories are located on the edge of the Wolf-Driving Plain. Apart from foreign races, their main enemies are the wild people.

Knight Edward confidently declared that as long as three hundred armored soldiers could crowd onto the top of the city wall, the Gravel Fort could be taken down in one fell swoop!

If you don’t believe me, just look at this: the defenders of Gravel Fort suffered heavy losses. They didn’t even have time to dismantle the siege ladders, and they are still left by the city wall!

Yesterday evening, Leo led a group of young men out of the city, carrying two-handed felling axes. They sang "Chop, chop, chop, lumberjacks!" under the siege ladder. They chopped the engineering ladder a few times with axes, removed some baffles, and returned to the city after dark.

After being incited and encouraged, the eight corner flags, with heavily armored knight attendants, regular infantry and some militia, rushed towards the Stone Fort in a mighty force.

This time, the Gladstone Legion militiamen once again created many fences, with groups of eight people holding them overhead.

The soldiers hid under the thick palisade and approached the city wall again with minimal casualties.

These several-inch-thick log fences are enough to withstand the heavy arrows thrown by the wild folks.

The defenders on the city wall were ready to catch fish.

Leo, who was watching the battle on the cliff watchtower, could only admit once again that the people from the North were really reckless. Four hundred people died in one breath yesterday, but it seemed as if they had forgotten about it today.

Of course, the recklessness of the Northerners is everywhere, and the refugees in Stonebreak are no exception.

When reclaiming Gravel Fort, most of the refugees thought they were escaping death, but they never stopped moving.

Even in this battle, when the lord blatantly hid his elite troops in the back and let the militia serve as cannon fodder, no one complained at all.

Many war fanatics are waiting for the battle to end so that they can get rich through military achievements.

This siege was even more intense than yesterday's.

After yesterday's warm-up, the soldiers of both sides adapted better to the rhythm of the war. Casualties increased further, but there was no sign of collapse.

Most of the shields on the siege ladders were removed, exposing the ladders at the back. The militia crossbowmen on the city walls finally posed a real threat to the siege troops.

Angus climbed up the city wall and did not rush out first, but hid behind another corner flag.

After breaking through the wall of militiamen, when the corner flag in front of him was caught in the hunting net, Angus took the opportunity to rush out, killing two wild hunters in a row, successfully breaking the situation and rescuing the corner flag that was caught in the net.

The seven or eight knight attendants behind him also advanced, opened a gap in the militia of the Stonewall Fort, and formed a shield wall, forming a narrow passage to allow their companions behind to pass quickly.

In just a blink of an eye, more than 20 regular infantrymen passed through the gap and occupied a corner of the city wall.

The extraordinary knight Angus Gladstone watched his elite soldiers pouring in. He jumped onto the parapet and laughed wildly.

What strong city? A clay chicken or a clay dog ​​can be destroyed in a snap of a finger!

His evil and crazy gaze fell on the square behind the city wall.

There was a large group of elite sword and shield infantry and a large group of elite longbowmen. Just seeing them standing by gave people a suffocating feeling of oppression.

More than a dozen huge ogres were sitting cross-legged or rolling on the ground in boredom, with wooden sticks as thick as those of adults beside them.

There are several angular iron rings on the wooden stick.

A group of colorful, strange-looking aliens holding crossbows secretly stabbed the ogre's belly. After being frightened by the opponent's counterattack and running away, they approached the battlefield and stole the spoils from the dead soldiers.

Beside them, there are more than ten catapults, and the militiamen operating the catapults are working hard to turn the capstans and load the projectiles.

The fierce general Angus has seen and experienced it all. In the past ten years, he has followed his father to suppress bandits and fought wars with the earl. He can instantly judge the gap between the enemy and us.

Without thinking, he threw away his sword and shield, pushed away the teammates who were rushing towards him from behind, went against the crowd, turned around and jumped off the city wall.